“That chopper is still up there. Like Airwolf. I love that.” You can’t help but laugh at the inanity of some of the comments that the comic foils Sweetwater and Haggard make throughout Battlefield: Bad Company. They even make fun of the “Sarge” and his grasp of overused war-movie squad-leader Sergeant clichés. And you, Preston, the “New Guy” are seemingly as inept as the rest of these mopes.
Except the four of you, who are supposed to be a bunch of moronic misfits, seem to mow through hundreds of “elite” mercenaries and Russian troops like a supercharged John Deere. Actually, I’ll rephrase: YOU mow through hundreds of “elite” mercenaries and Russian troops like a supercharged John Deere. Your squadmates rarely hit anything and when they do it seems mostly like an accident. I think they know it, too.
Ridiculous story and standard FPS gameplay aside, the graphics and sounds are great, and the destructive environments really add to the fun. The acheivements reflect this on the 360, with multiple points for destroying buildings, people and, yes, even trees. It’s just fun to play.
But don’t expect a breakthrough. And don’t let the “Battlefield” name fool you – this is in no way realistic combat. I got hit in the face multiple times by depleted uranium tank shells and walked away with nary a scratch.
Worth playing? Yes. Worth buying? No. You can finish this in 2-3 days of casual playing (probably 8 hours or so total, which seems to be the “norm” for FPS’s these days – when did that happen? Gamefly it. I did.